SPIRALING
In the night when the cretins hop
I feel dirt glistening all over my face
Stuff a cigarette with shit
Legs start pounding and my brain is taking off
In the night when the cretins hop
A long time friend’s knocking at the door
“welcome back apathy, it’s always a pleasure”
'Round and 'round my head keeps spinning
I’m all sucked down by the couch, downward
Spiralling, baby hold my hand please
Vanishing though I sit and stare
C’mon baby won’t you spiral down with me
C’mon baby sit and stare here with me
In the night when the cretins hop
I stick out like a sore thumb
Smile back randomly
Like someone here was smiling at me, yeah!
'Round and 'round….
Specializing in bright, sunny "bedroom rock español," this Brooklyn singer-songwriter puts a unique spin on lo-fi music. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2024
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